A hot quest
Now, they were in Saracen-controlled lands. They marched more in a single day than they would have walked if they hadn’t left the monastery. And they had crossed so much territory, going from Europe to Northern Africa and into the Middle East5.
Or at least that a scarab8 would bite them in a way to stop their voices from ringing out. Any nearby patrols would know their exact position.
But they abided their mission. The monks were the key to unlocking9 what laid ahead.
And they couldn’t afford to lose a single one.